Fortunately, he was not seriously injured, just had a big bump on his forehead.
But on the other hand, even Li Ang, who was already like a wooden man and theoretically should have thick skin and flesh, could get such a big bump on his forehead. She suddenly felt that the situation of others might not be very optimistic.
Keep checking.
Darent also hit his head, but was unharmed elsewhere.
Ethan, no visible injuries, but there may be a slight dislocation.
Torres was not injured at all, and his breathing was even as if he was asleep, but the price he paid was that the Cybertron sister who was holding him had her ribs broken, and it would be difficult for her to recover under the current conditions.
Turney dislocated his shoulder and had a slight fracture in his right forearm. Fortunately, this fracture was considered an internal injury and was not serious enough to break the entire forearm at a large angle or have bone spikes sticking out of the wound.
The healthiest one was undoubtedly Aman, who had even woken up when he approached.
The Ranger King also jumped up. He looked at the dim environment and the people lying around him, and asked in a low voice: "...Where is the monster?"
Although saying this may sound like imitating Darent, he still has to say it - no matter how you look at it, this scene is too comfortable.
He still remembered how the ship was pulled out of the sea and thrown backwards. He was 100% sure that he and his men had no ability to check or resist that kind of power and suppression. He didn't think that it was realistic for him to still be standing.
Shouldn't I be dead?
And these people... along with this submarine, we should be dead, why are we just lying here like this? Is it possible that the monster is actually not interested in us?
"We'll talk about that later." Bariu knew what he was thinking. "In fact, that's what I want to know... But Your Majesty, I think that since fate has given us such an opportunity, we shouldn't waste it."
"Well said." Aman grinned and walked quickly towards the periscope. "You treat them and check the situation. I'll see what's up there."
"..." Baliu looked at his back with some resentment, thinking that King Oman was indeed abnormal after losing his beloved. He was very graceful when they met in Sarah last time.
There is no choice but to start working.
His hands turned into vine tentacles and he rolled up the people on the ground one by one and placed them against the corners. He then used a few vines to tie up and fix the guys with broken bones or suspected broken bones. Then he ran out quickly to see how the other crew members were doing.
She was gone for about half an hour, and when she came back she found that most people in the control room were awake.
"I have good news." She looked at them. "The crew - including us, are basically unharmed, except for two unlucky guys who were hit a little hard and may have concussions. The others have begun to wake up."
"I have bad news." Aman's voice came from behind.
Baliwu opened the door and looked at him coming back with a look of amazement. She asked curiously, "Did you... go up there to see?"
"Actually, I should have thought of it earlier." Aman still had that emotional tone, "It doesn't feel like you're being tossed around in the waves at all, right? I haven't felt this kind of stability for a long time."
"what do you mean……"
"That's right, Madam Corneril. Although we don't know why or where the outside world is, we are indeed on land." Aman nodded. "Technically speaking, we are stranded on the beach."
About half an hour later, the Pierre finally came back to life.
The awake and healthy crew members were running back and forth, some taking care of the wounded, some checking the equipment. The sound of footsteps and shouts could be heard in the corridor, which made people feel at ease.
This may be because "normal" means order, and the more fragile the times, the more people rely on the stable environment brought by order.
"The investigation is almost complete."
As the one who was almost uninjured, Darent took on the responsibility of running the map. He got off the boat, holding a flashlight, jumped onto the so-called beach and wandered around, then came back to describe what he had found.
"The texture of the sand is not right." This was his first sentence. At the same time, he took out a small bottle from his arms and said, "I put a little in it... Anyone with experience can take a look. I suspect this is actually bone powder."
A little disgusting.
The others frowned, but Ethan took the bottle, shook it up to the light and began to examine it.
Darent continued, "According to King Oman... although we don't know why, we are stranded in a seabed cavity... I looked up and could only see a thick layer of stratum corneum. There is no skylight there, so don't imagine that we fell from above."
"Undersea cavity?" Torres stared at him with a look that said, "You must be kidding me." "Is it really an undersea cavity? If it didn't come from above, where else could it come from?"
"Of course it's down there." Darent spread his hands. "Don't worry, you're all white-haired down there... I haven't finished talking yet (Torres was held down by his companions). I spotted a dark pool of water in front of the beach. The fishy smell of the water down there is a little lighter, but it should still be red... I bet there must be a whirlpool undercurrent down there."
"You mean," Aman frowned, "that thing threw us into the sea behind, where there is a whirlpool undercurrent, and we were swept to the bottom of the sea by the undercurrent, and then we drilled up here along the seabed?"
It's a bit bizarre... but there seems to be no other explanation.
Well, it's not unacceptable. Then the most important thing to pay attention to at this moment is another one——
He asked directly: "Did that thing send us here on purpose?"
The others remained silent, as no one could guarantee such a thing.
In the best case scenario, the monster was intelligent...it knew what it was doing and had deliberately sent them here in the hope that they could do something, or perhaps even need them to help it.
It would be nice if that were true, because given the current situation... no one wants to go against that thing.
But it is also possible that the guy was just guessing, he just threw it away casually, and they were involved by pure coincidence.
"This can't be a coincidence!" Ethan shouted, "No coincidence can be like this... What else did you see outside?"
"A few broken ships." Darent spread his hands. "They are probably about 200 meters away from here... One has eyes on its sails, and two have iron hulls. I feel like they are in a much worse situation than us - I didn't see anyone come out to investigate."
After a flurry of discussion, everyone felt that the current situation was too strange and full of danger, and unanimously decided to dispatch enough people to get off the boat and push it back into the water.
But unfortunately, it failed. The Pierre didn't feel much when it was in the water, because it had encountered many deep-sea monsters before. However, when it was stranded on the beach, it could be seen what a huge monster it was. To be frank, with just a few people like them, it was impossible to shake it at all. They were trapped here for the time being.
"Great." Darent patted his hands full of "bone powder", put his hands on his hips and looked around. "What should we do next? Should we go see our good neighbors?"
"Leave this mission to us." Leon handed him a torch and patted him on the shoulder. "Come on, go to the front, take your weapons, and see if there are any survivors."
"Leon!" Baliu chased after him worriedly.
"We'll be fine." Li Ang turned to comfort her, "It's okay...Searching for survivors is important. Have you forgotten that we were brought in by them? Maybe someone will know where this place is."
Having said that, Bariu was still worried.
The world of the Blood Sea is too weird. Not only do you have to worry about encountering monsters, there may be more weird evil spirits lurking nearby.
Li Ang had no choice but to assign her a task to divert her attention: during this time, she should also explore the other side to see what was behind the beach opposite the pool.
No one dared to go there for the time being, because it was completely shrouded in shadows and nothing could be seen clearly. It was most appropriate for Baliu, who was the most capable fighter, to do this job.
In this way, everyone in the fleet began to divide the work.
Many crew members simply jumped out of the watchtower and the auxiliary hatch, landed on the solid ground and stomped a few times. They set up a few simple tents nearby and pulled out a few machine guns to form a temporary defense line, pointing their guns in all directions.
After a while, Leon and Darent came back carrying two people.
They were a man and a girl respectively. The man looked to be middle-aged or older, with an injured right hand. Some dark red bloodstains spread from the cuff of his arm to the front of his shirt. He was still in a coma.
The girl was much younger than him, around fifteen at most. She was a little thin and also unconscious. Some parts of her body might have been soaked in water for too long, and her fingers looked wrinkled and blistered.
"There are more than just these two." They handed the people over to the medical staff and shared the information, "There should be at least a dozen more... We can't take that many with us, so we can only pick the one who looks the most powerful, and the one who is young and needs the most help. It's still not too late for you to save the rest now."
"You've been gone for so long, and you only explored one ship?" Torres was a little dissatisfied with their efficiency. Several crew members had already run out behind him to look for people.
He swore that he had no hatred for Darent because he had revealed his secret.
"Oh, we were just about to talk about that." This time it was Leon who answered, and Darente shut up tacitly at this time.
He knew that if Li Ang and himself were somewhat alike before marriage and they were often in sync, they were completely different types of people after marriage.
Mr. Cornerell has become more calm, reliable and elegant. Compared with themselves who often talk nonsense, they are more willing to believe what Li Ang says.
"There is no one on the iron boat." Li Ang said.
He himself found this incident incredible and reiterated: "It's true - we even opened some cracks and found no one, no signs of human life on the ship... no kitchen utensils, no pieces of cloth, no shoes, no blood, nothing."
"Maps said he suspected that the iron boats were all mechanical structures, that is, the kind that were filled with a mess of gear parts inside... But the two of us couldn't break open those sealed areas, so we came back first."
Everyone was thoughtful after listening.
According to this speculation, the iron ship was sent by the Mechanical Kingdom.
Then according to the current information, the relationship between the Mechanical Kingdom and them... is considered an alliance, right?
The people that the alliance is hunting down are naturally not good people, so that strange ship with eyes, including the man and the girl, are all evildoers?
Some people's eyes changed immediately - they were all well-educated, and even if they were not professionals related to detective work, they would not give her more leniency just because they suspected that the target was a little girl.
"Let's check it first." Cybertron frowned. After all, she was a dream demon, so her recovery ability was strong and she could move normally. "Let's take a look at the situation first... If it's still healthy, control it. Shilo, go find some ropes."
"You are not in a good condition?" But Torres saw her reluctance, "It's not a physical reason... What did you see?"
After all, they often team up to carry out dangerous missions, so he knows his companions very well and knows that physical injuries would not make the dream demon look listless. The only explanation for this situation is that she sensed the presence of "dirty things" nearby.
"I... can't say for sure." This time, Cybertron was not sure.
"I can vaguely sense a strong will... but I can't tell where it is or in what direction."
She felt that will was everywhere.
Filled with intense resentment, unwillingness, and infinite attachment to certain things, she felt it with almost every breath she took.
She just finally remembered that she had a nightmare when everyone was unconscious at the beginning.
In the nightmare, there was a bloody figure. Facing the gray fog that was rolling in like a dark cloud, the figure turned around, and his body split into nine parts like liquid, and was injected into the bodies of the eight knights kneeling below.
"Do not!!!"
Finally, there was the youngest knight. He was wearing tattered armor and stumbling all the way. His entire body, including half of his face, was corroded by unknown flesh and blood, making him look particularly hideous.
"Have you given up?"
"Are you leaving?"
"Are you abandoning us?"
He knelt on the ground and questioned the remaining blood shadow, his voice full of sadness.
"I can still fight!"
"I can still fight!"
“We didn’t lose!”
"They should start to be afraid of us!!!"
"Improl." Blood Shadow seemed to look up and let out a faint sigh.
"I'd better tell you the truth. The me standing in front of you is not me...it's just a drop of blood I left behind."
"His Majesty?"
"The Kingdom of Latadia is also my hard work. I don't want to see this happen more than anyone else, but I am helpless... We have more important things to do, and we almost didn't have time to leave this drop of blood."
"I don't care!" The knight interrupted her. "In fact, I had a premonition... Because the power you have shown so far is too weak. Not only does it not match the legend, but you rarely even do it yourself."
"Improl..."
"Even if it's just one drop of blood! We acknowledge you! Great and proud King Zechariah - we grew up bathed in your blood, we are your children, and children cannot be without their mothers..."
"Improl." Xueying raised his voice slightly. "The situation now is that I must do this to leave a chance for Aishazhou to survive."
"In terms of pure strength, these guys are not strong, but they have existed in the void of the universe for too long... The longer they live, the more strange knowledge they know. We can't completely kill them for the time being. This is the only way to preserve the fire."
"Is there no other way?"
"No more."
"Even you...even His Majesty the Lord can't do it?"
"Oh, I'm afraid she faces greater difficulties than us."
"Okay..." The young knight seemed to accept it. He stood up again and paced forward. "I am willing to accept...your gift."
Bloodshadow nodded, but just as she raised her hand and was about to press it on the knight's head, the other party suddenly looked up and smiled - it was not until this moment that she saw clearly that there was a dagger stuck in the knight's chest, over his heart!
"Improl!"
"Are you crazy!?"
The other eight knights rushed over, wanting to make a final effort.
But it was useless, the young junior had already left with a smile on his face - he wanted to defend his loyalty with the purest death.
"This fool!"
Someone cursed.
"He wants to leave the last blood to Your Majesty!...Why doesn't he think about why Your Majesty doesn't do this if he can?"
"Is there any way to save him, Your Majesty?"
"His Majesty?"
Everyone gathered around the corpse and looked up at the bloody shadow pleadingly.
"Of course there is a way..."
